So we’re all about customer service where I work. We have little bins of candy at each station and we even offer a little coffee bar (bar is exaggerating a bit…it’s more a cart…whatever it’s free coffee~) with the whole works…creamer, sugar, sweetener, whatever you want.
This guy comes in and asks if we are a XYZ credit union. Well, no. Not only are we not a credit union at all, we’re a bank (a common misconception) but our name (the big name on the building) is nowhere near what you are looking for. NOWHERE NEAR the same. I’m sorry. They both start with “P” though so…points for that.
My co worker Googled XYZ Credit Union to help him find it and I gave him directions. On the way out he stops at the bar (for the purposes of these exercises…it’s a bar, okay?) and goes to get himself a cup of coffee. Then he asks…”is this decaf?”
No…sorry. Regular coffee.
“Yeah, I only drink decaf”.
Dude. I’m sorry? I’m not even sure where to put that. Customer complaints? No. Hm. It’s free coffee. And it’s not even your bank. Have some Skittles.
I actually easily got up this morning and headed out for a run. It was GLORIOUS.
I might survive this disease.
Short post. I’m super late to work.
Run on Friends and have a glorious day yourselves!